[attr="class","jun"]with arms folded across his chest, jun watches the experiment whir to life. a much short-lived life. his demeanor laxes, shoulders slack, and he exhales a held breath before he approaches the lead scientist.

"do you need a hand?"

no white coat adorns the newly recruited grunt. instead, a simple attire in dark colors, befitting the organization. jun offers a courteous smile before continuing.

"don't know how much help i'll be, though. i'm currently doing my thesis at slateport."

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]to a question he hears too often, jun responds with a lack-of gusto that makes it seem almost rehearsed. it probably is.

"a study into weather-changing moves and abilities, and the long-term effects it has on the environment," he shrugs, continuing: "again, not sure how much help i'll be, but i understand the basics."

his gaze floats past her to the bright flashes of the material being welded. it forces his eyes to flinch, even from this far away.

"you're trying to build an energy generator, yeah?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]her question is not an unexpected one and yet it stops jun in his tracks. he stands before the glowing control panel, but his eyes stay fixed on her.

"i'm not too sure." always be honest, but perhaps not in this organization. "the physics is similar in a way. when a pokemon changes the weather, it creates a forced reaction in the environment, sometimes overwhelming in nature, and to force that reaction it needs enough energy. i assume the klinklangs are essentially doing that while the orb acts as a conductor."

his eyes flick over to the five gear pokemon. he remembers how they were spinning earlier.

"i understand the theory of your project, and given some time maybe even the practical side of it, but i just need some guidance."

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]a curious mind wanders as it had been taught to, and the solution jun comes up with is one that is simple in theory, but vastly complicated in execution. ethics, rights and wrongs, should they be ignored for the sake of advancement? the thought lingers even as his attention is pulled away.

"it's ever-changing. unstable. maybe even dangerous. i imagine the influx of trainers over the past decade or two have skewed the balance of nature. some argue that we've only accelerated it, that it was always meant to be imbalanced." he rolls his shoulders, shrugging. "i personally think it's too far gone to save, at least not without an external factor. it's all about prolonging the inevitable. it has been for quite some time now."

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]"extreme weather conditions." a pause. "floods, droughts, blizzards, all of them amplified to a degree that brings chaos. imagine slateport submerged by the sea, or lavaridge melting in lava. there have already been instances of these extremities, just not to that extent. at least not yet."

such severe words carry with them an air of cool that is almost jarring. jun is not indifferent, no, but perhaps he has accepted the inevitability. his gaze flicks back to the orb, not missing a beat.

"have you tried a different material? or perhaps placing a pokemon inside it?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]jun shakes his head. "i meant another. maybe something with LIGHTNING ROD to draw energy away from the plates. something to control it, channel it, and then for you to siphon from."

he glances down out of instinct for an offered hand, but the lack of one does little to bother him. he offers a courteous nod instead.

"jun."

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint

[attr="class","jun"]assumptions built upon more assumptions, jun has little to offer in response apart from a curt nod. the goal of the prototype is a known factor, but that's about where it ends for him. still, curiosity fuels him, and it shows in the way he's still eyeing the prototype.

"the latter. i wanted to see what advancements were being made in the organization, and if i could contribute to them."

finally, he returns his gaze to her.

"is there an open position in your team?"

[attr="class","noodles"]Lulu Flint